Our life, yes. Our future, yes. I would live waiting for you, I would love you and I would wait for you. I waited for the end of the war to come, that day when I would marry you in front of the whole world. And I would wait for you in the evenings. Now there is no future, I no longer wait except for my death and I will die alone. So let me go. We have nothing to say. I do not need comfort.

[Excerpt from the text on the back cover of the edition]